The Enemy Sarah Adams 소설 & 이야기

But tomorrow, I fight for her and show her that I was not her enemy I was the only man willing to stand between her and the people who wanted to destroy her because whether she believed it right now or not, Sarah Bennett was mine and I did not let go of what was mine. ‎Ever. ‎

Richard smiled dotingly at her, ruffled her hair friskily and said, "How can I not listen to my own wife?" He noticed that Sarah was very serious and said, "Don't worry, since my enemies have been revealed, taking them down is very easy. I have them in my palms already, waiting to crush them at the right time," Sarah looked up at once and stared at his handsome face curiously. "Who are they? Wh...what do you intend to do to them?" She asked, her face looking very worried. Richard observed Sarah for a moment. He wanted to say something but his phone rang instantly, interrupting him right before he started. He looked at the caller ID, stood up and left Sarah in the living room then went straig

I vividly remembered her scent – a sweet mix of vanilla, rich chocolate, and a hint of cinnamon. I sped up the car to reach her faster, and sure enough, her scent intensified. Finally, it reached its peak, and I parked the car. “I think she’s nearby,” I told Myles. The gate to Alpha Adams’s pack was visible in the distance. I wasn’t there for Alpha Adams yet; I was looking for his daughter. Our packs had been enemies for generations, and there was no end in sight to our rivalry. Sarah was supposed to be killed once they discovered her identity because of her lineage, but I couldn’t do it. Her kindness and good deeds had impressed me, especially the day she tended to my wound after knowing sh

Curiosity clouded his mind as he pondered on the reason why she wasn't staying at her pack, and the urge to find out became stronger. Earlier, he had asked Henry, his beta, to trace her and find out anything about her after left the hotel. The only information he could give him was that she was friends and co-workers with his sister, Rose, and also, she belonged to Alberto's pack. He was surprised when he found out that someone from their enemy pack was his mate.

Clothes, books, my laptop, the few pieces of jewelry that actually meant something to me. My phone buzzed. Text from Sarah: Heard you had menu tasting today! How exciting! Did you pick the salmon? I stared at the text, guilt hitting me hard. Sarah was my cousin, my friend. She'd been so happy about my engagement to Senator Blackwell, thinking it was a good match. She had no idea I'd been researching his dead wives, planning my escape. I typed back: Mother and Mrs. Blackwell are handling most of it. I'm just along for the ride.

The women refuse to meet my gaze as I stand over them. “I am Alpha Andrew Black of the Red River Pack,” I say letting a little bit of my Alpha command flow over them. “I am willing to offer you sanctuary if that is what you wish. But this place will be burned to the ground as soon as I leave.” Both women look at me in surprise, and it is clear that neither have been invited to join a pack before. “Thank you, Alpha,” one of the women says as she crawls to my feet. But the other woman still refuses to acknowledge me.

I motioned to the dining table for us to sit, and when she was seated, she clasped her hands as she waited for me to start. “So, where do you want me to start,” I asked nervously. “You’re an acquaintance of my brothers, but I’ve done some research on the internet, and it says your family and mine are enemies.” Her eyes filled with tears. “When our fathers were in charge, we were, but since Luca and I took over, it’s a bit more civil, and I would never hurt you.” “I know that,” she admitted. “Will I have to choose?” “Do you think your brothers would make you choose?” I asked her, suddenly terrified of what she might say.

“Be safe, Martin. Please,” I mumbled, clearing my throat quietly. I waited. He sighed. “Okay,” he murmured. I hung up. Using the same line, I checked the messages on my regular phone remotely. I saw fifty chats from Adrian Sinclair. I read them all, then called, cloning my own number. He picked up before the first ring ended. “Jayden,” he rasped. He sounded extremely tired. “Adrian.” “God! What the hell, man! What the hell!” he scream-whispered.

The line was quiet for a long moment. "She's not a pawn Damien," Elias said finally. His voice had shifted, less lawyer now more friend. The version of Elias that appeared when things were serious enough to stop performing. "I did my own digging when I heard her name. Three years ago she uncovered internal fraud at her previous company. Alone. No backup. She built the entire case herself and handed it to the board so completely they had no choice." A pause. "She is the most dangerous kind of person, the kind who is genuinely good at what she does and genuinely means it. If you go into this treating her like a piece on a board…"

"You hear that? My dad's coming for you. You're done for!" He turned the camera toward me. "Dad—it's this broke loser, Chase Levine! Come here and kill him!" "How dare you—wait… Chase Levine? Mr. Levine?!" Thomas' voice faltered. He looked up at the screen and froze, recognizing me instantly. Panic washed over his face. "Sandhurst Group's Mr. Levine?! W-Why are you with my son? Did that fool offend you? "I'm so sorry, Mr. Levine, truly! Please, don't take it out on him. He didn't know what he was doing. I beg you—let him go this once!"